Riddle Room *completed*

Chapter Twelve

Soft snoring wakes me up and I look over to a sleeping Edward. He must've brought me here last night. I'm in his room, wearing his jumper but over on the chair is all of my new clothes and combat suit, washed and folded. Smiling I take one last look at Ed and head over to the clothes. A red sweater and black leggings with brown boots catches my eye so I change into them. I head over to a mirror above a dresser and do my hair into a braid at the back.

Satisfied I grab a black bag and in that I place my gun, grappling hook, mask and a dagger. I then walk downstairs, closing the door quietly and head down the stairs. John is either asleep or has gone out to his lab that is somewhere inside this warehouse. Either way I require food.

Only a few lights are lit so they house is pretty much dark, hence the cloudy sky's Gotham is known for. I walk into the kitchen and put the kettle on. Now where do they keep the cups? After going through 10 cupboards I finally find the mugs. By now the kettles boiled so I pick out three mugs. For John a white one with a moustache, for Ed a blue one with a question mark on it and for myself a black one with a slogan on it.

I put a tea bag in each one and put the water in, two sugars and leave John's and mine on the cupboard while bringing Ed's to his room. I quietly knock on the door. No reply so I gently swing the door open and laying in the bed is Ed's sleeping body. I place the mug on the bedside table and exit the room. Downstairs John's mug is gone so I grab mine and go to the living room and switch on the TV.

'Morning beautiful, thanks for the tea.' A smirking John sits on the couch with a half empty cup. 'No problem sweet pea.' I smirk back, changing the channel for the hundredth time. There is nothing good on television right now. 'What's the plan for today huh?' 'Well I was planning on fetching some of my belongings from my house.' 'Want me to drive you?' 'Nah it's fine I could use a run.' 'You sure?' John gives me a skeptical look. 'Yes I'll wait until Ed's up and get changed into better gear.' Loud footsteps that most likely belong to Ed, this down the stairs and into the kitchen. 'Morning guys.' Ed calls out.

'Morning honey.' John replies, laughing. Ed pokes his head round the corner and give John a disgusted look. 'Let's not start this.' He replies, walking into the room and sitting between John and I. 'Sorry babe.' John leans over and tries to kiss Ed's cheek. 'Oh,' 'my,' 'God,' I laugh between breaths as Ed scrambles to his feet and runs away, chased by John. Boys. I can hear Ed's screams and John's coos from upstairs.

For insane killers they don't act like it at home. I take my now empty cup and put it in the dishwasher and head upstairs to get changed into my suit. I walk into Ed's room and close the door. It's still raining outside so I pull my pants on and my corset. I pull my boots on, my gloves and before I can put my mask on the soo flings open. I then pull my hair out of the braid, it falls down in waves and looks quite good. 'What if I was getting changed?' I ask the two boys who are both sweating from running around the house and are awkwardly standing there at the doorway.

'Then we would've been in for a treat.' John purrs but gets elbowed in the stomach by a red faced Edward. 'Sorry Olive.' Edward mumbles about to walk out the door. 'I was joking it's fine!' I laugh, putting my mask on and doing a pose. 'Where are you going?' Ed asks. 'She's getting some stuff from her house.' John pipes up, now standing but with a pained expression.

'Want me to drive you?' Ed asks. 'I already asked her she said no.' John once again interrupts. 'Nah it's fine plus I don't want you to see my house and how horrible it is compared to yours.'
'Nothing that you own is horrible.' Ed smiles
'It's not even a house though it's more like a camp.'
'I don't care I want to se it.'
'Fine but you might want to put on something a bit more movable in than your suit we have to climb.'

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'All of these weapons are yours!' I gape at the huge storeroom of the latest technology.
'Well John and I share it but basically yes.' Ed replies, strapping a grappling hook to his utility belt. It was a struggle finding suitable clothes for him to wear since he usually sits in his office in his suit. We decided, after many outfit changes, on simple dark grey tight fitted pants with a tight shirt and black boots. On the top is a giant question mark and he swapped his green mask to a black on. He looks pretty good.

As I keep gazing around my eyes spot two contact lenses that fit into my mask. 'Ed can I please have these?' I ask holding the case that the contacts fit into. 'Yeah sure those contacts are remarkable, they have night vision, X-ray, thermal, zoomable, and can transmit video footage to a wireless host such as me on my computers. They also can call so we can communicate up to a minimum distance of 900,000 km.'
'Oh my gosh thank you so much Ed!' I shriek and wrap my arms around his waist.
'I-it's really no p-problem.' Ed stutters and I look up to him and softly chuckle. His glasses are slightly tilted and he still has messy bed hair. Despite all this, in my eyes, he is perfect. He leans down a bit, looking at my lips then making eye contact with me. I stand on my tip toes and press our lips together. I sling my arms behind his neck and he wraps both of his arms around my waist.

'Sorry I'm interrupting!' John yelps, walking in our kiss. I pull away and duck my head, hiding my blush with my hair. I hear his rushed footsteps and look up at a very red Edward. Our eyes lock and we burst out laughing. 'Oh my god did you see his face!' I cry, wiping tears from my eyes. I pull my mask of and click the contacts in place. They fit perfectly. I put my mask on. S

'You ready to go?' Edward asks, grappling hook in hand, ready to go. 'Yep.' I reply. Ed then presses a button under one of the tables and the back wall slides open, allowing the howling rain and wind to get into the room. 'Do we jump?!' I yell, trying to be heard over the noise. 'Yep I'll follow you!' He yells back. I pull my grappling hook out and get a running jump. As soon as my feet leave the ground I'm falling from a six-storey building. The wind whips my hair and I aim my hook at a vantage point on an abandoned crane.

The claw grabs hold and I swing across the streets below and on top of the crane. I see a body falling then swinging to the crane next to mine. It's Edward. I point west and aim my grappling hook at another building and swing bye. 
A beep goes in my ears before Ed's voice comes through the chip I have in them. 'I see it works huh so where are we going.' I can hear the smirk in his voice.

'The abandoned Theme Park. I live in one of the rides.' I reply, looking behind me to see Edward keeping a good pace. 'Don't look behind I'll be there, I hope that you are looking behind me because you find me attractive and not because you worry that since I don't usually involve myself in combat, I can't travel like this. You would be wrong if your answer is the second one.'

I laugh in reply and we joke and talk about silly things such as what our favourite colours are and such. 'Mine's navy.' I smile, letting myself free fall until I am a metre away from the ground, then I grapple up. 'Navy that's nice mines dark green.' 'Favourite food?' I ask, running on the wall of another building. 'Anything with chicken.' Ed replies. 'Really? Me too!' I laugh.

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'There do you see the giant Ferris wheel?' I ask, landing on a tall building. 'Yep I see it.' Ed replies p, landing next to me. 'Time to show you my home, Ed.' I mumble, memories of my past flashing up.